Nearly 40 years ago, I traveled with my parents and brother to visit my sister, brother-in-law, and niece. We flew into Amsterdam and spent the first week there before driving the few hours to their home in Germany. After a week there, I took the train back to Amsterdam. I had a friend there (she was staying with her father for the summer). I slept on their living room floor for a week. We went out for dinner every night with their friends.
|SEPTEMBER 1974: BOARDING AT ROERMOND. DESTINATION AMSTERDAM.
(NOTICE THE “MARSHMALLOW” SHOES. I WAS VERY TRENDY.)
Thursday morning, I’m taking the train to Madrid for three nights. I’m staying with a friend. We’re going out to dinner with her friends, and she’s going to give me an insider’s view of Madrid. No floor this time. I’ll have my own bedroom and bathroom. Even so, San Geraldo has decided to stay home with the cats. I’m gonna miss him when I’m gone. And, like the below song says, I know the feeling will be mutual…